The early years had been bright. Carter’s birth, a grand home in Lake Forest, and the illusion of a perfect family. But success created distance, and betrayal found its place there.

That night, Derek came home to find Natalie in a sleek black dress. Too much elegance for a casual meal.

“You look incredible,” he said, kissing her cheek. She flinched ever so slightly.

“Thank you. How was your day?” Her smile was too polished.

“Productive,” Derek replied. “Tyler mentioned concerns with the Reynolds contract. Do you know that client?”

Her eyes flickered, panic flashing for a split second. “No, why would I?”

He stored the reaction like evidence.